XO Erotica

I feel the need to respond and tell you all about my first time masturbating but hey, I was 9 (early start) and there’s not much to tell. How about this: why don’t I tell you about the first time I masturbated with a girl? That’s a much better story.

So I’m 12 and she’s 13, my neighbor. Totally out of my league (or so I thought) but we were friends and she was always letting slip little views of her panties or bra (before thongs were hanging out of pants) so she was a frequent subject of my fantasies. I was tall and always on the huskier side and had started puberty very early. She was a knockout at 13 with long brown hair, smooth skin with that built in tan look, fierce legs that were long, strong and perfect feet to match. On top of this maybe 110 pound frame she already had c pushing toward d cups. I’ve never been one to put too much into breasts but those were like kryptonite to me. We would hang out after school since her parents worked much later than mine and she was usually bored; I didn’t think much would ever happen. One day we were goofing off and I found a pair of her panties that had fallen a little bit under her bed. Being a goof I picked them up and made a great show of admiring them (and instantly getting that teenage erection that goes from zero to painful in less than a second) and such. To my surprise she leaned forward, took them out of my hands and said ‘I haven’t worn these yet, wanna play with the ones I have on?’ My heart skipped enough beats that today I think I’d seek medical attention ASAP. I had to nod because my mouth went so dry I couldn’t swallow! She laid back in her bed and had me lay next to her. We were both wearing shorts and it was very obvious I was hard and ready for action. She put her fingers over mine and started to guide me all over her body, just like she was by herself except her eyes never left mine. She took her time, touching her neck, her hair, her lips, gently touching those beautiful breasts, down her flat stomach (she was quivering…I’ll never forget that) and skirting around her where I wanted to be. She had me run my hands up and down her thighs getting closer but not actually touching her other lips. I could feel the heat and feel her thighs getting moist. Her shorts (and mine) were getting wet and still she teased. She let go of my hand and took off her shirt and bra…I almost came right there but I managed to hold it together (a skill I’ve managed to hold onto). She told me how to touch her, how to caress and run my fingers from the base up to the top with my fingertips until I brusher her nipples with all four fingers. She showed me how she liked her nipples to be rubbed and how to pinch a little but not too hard. While I was exploring she raised her hips and slid off her shorts and panties and spread her legs for me. Again, she took my hand and used it like hers, running my fingers up and down her lips, brushing up against her clit, getting my fingers wet picking up the pace when she started to pant. When she finally told me to put a finger inside I knew right then that I was going to have a masturbation fetish. I didn’t stay in long (so tight…damn) because she was squirming and panting and moaning. It wasn’t long before she gave a gasp and groan and squeezed those thighs so tigh on my hand I was sure it was going to break. She rolled over towards me and gave me my first kiss with tongue. She really didn’t say anything but started to stroke my cock over my shorts. I pulled them down and, while being average ( a little on the thick side) the look in her eyes was branded on my skull. My hand, which was still soaking wet from her went instantly to work. The feeling was almost maddening! She wanted to try so she got her hand slippery and started to stroke me. I got to teach her about the head being where the pleasure was. I was flowing with precum and we took turns for a bit. It wasn’t long before I knew I was going to cum. She wanted to feel it so I brought myself right up to the point and let her finish me off. It was so intense my back, balls and even toes hurt and I filled her hand and then some. She kept going for a little bit longer but I had to have her stop. It was so pleasurable it hurt if you know what I mean. We were a mess. Her bed was soaked, we were both covered in sweat and needed clean up quick. This led to my first shower with a girl. I wish there was more to report with that but time was running out before her parents got home. She kissed me one more time on the way out and, although we were friends we never did it again. I moved away the next summer and have never forgot her. To this day I’ll think of Christa and her lesson in touching women.
And yeah, I have a serious thing about masturbating women. My first time taught me more than most guys learn in high school and college – I had a head start and never looked back.